Weekly Writing Prompt No. 65. I’ve always loved books, to the extent my cousin and I played at being librarians, lending our books to each other so we had extra reading material available. I also applied to library school from sixth form but sadly was rejected because I had no maths qualification.
I like this idea, Arthur. Very riddle-like. Is Leaf painted out of its corner by dropping off?
When you are cornered by a boring job with no prospects. This could be the conversation.
If I had even half a brain, I would ask you for a pay rise.
Hanging around here, on call 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. Constantly working.
Nobody appreciates what I do. Few even notice me.
When I die, nobody will care or even remember me. I am anonymous.
I don't monitor satellites or the air waves for nuclear attack.
Yet the fate of the entire human race is dependant on me.
For now I am managing to keep you alive, but it gets harder every year.
I am a leaf.
Very thought provoking Arthur and it seems you are suggesting we are painting ourselves into a corner, never mind out of one :-)